Azalea

I'm not legally required to do this.

Vince POV-

it's 8:45 now so, i may as well get up. i pull on a shirt and walk down into the gym. finding Rhys already there, "hey bro" i say, walking over to him.

"hey, you see Azzy on your way down?" he asks. no, why?

something is off about her, i mean i did miss her. so so much i missed her, but something changed, she's different.

"no why?". 

"oh she just left, we were sparring together. damn she can kick haaaard." my brother groans the last word

"sparring? she has a broken arm! the cast goes past her elbow. why the fuck were you sparring with her. regardless of weather she was kicking, she could have gotten hurt!"

he looks shocked by my outburst, "jeez, here i was thinking you hated her" he grumbles going back to his weights.

i storm back upstairs and get to the hallway of bedrooms and i see Chase's door open, before little bare feet step out. Azalea, why was she in his room?

i step into a shadow and wait until she steps passed me, i grab her wrist and pull her into the shadow. i hear her breathing change and i wrap my arm around her waist and hoist her into my chest, i would cover her mouth but she cant exactly scream.

she kicks her legs causing me to chuckle. 

"well, looks like my darling sister puts up quite a fight"

i feel her stiffen against me, realization setting in.

i'm about to set her down when she wraps her legs around my waist and throws herself forwards. causing me lose my balance. i release my arm from her waist and see her roll, wincing when her elbow collides with the floor. she opens her mouth in a painful, silent scream.

she cant verbalize her pain, or fear. anything, no one will know.

god, i'm an ass

she starts to pull herself up and i reach out my hand, needing to help her.

she climbs to her feet and holds her good arm out, stopping me from moving forwards. she staggers backwards and i feel a hand on my shoulder pulling me backwards.

3 of my brothers crowd around her while Ares shoves me into the wall.

"what the fuck Vince, she has a broken arm in a sling. what is your fucking problem" he growls lowly in my face.

ohhh, i fucked up.

i look over to my sister and see the side of her face, the bruise blossoming.

"what did i do?" i whisper shakily "i i i love her, how could i do this to her"

the tears forming in my ears, i feel his arms wrap around me.

"i know, i know" he whispers.

i... i don't know how i am ever going to apologize to her. i pushed her away, when she first came back i pushed her away.

i wanted to protect myself, and my family. i saw how hard it was losing her once. i would do anything to stop them from having to go through that again.

what i didn't realize, she is part of that family. i need to protect her. i will do anything to make it up to her

"i need to make this right" i say, looking into my brothers eyes.

"give her time, she's hurt. give her time" he responds.

i look back over to where my little sister was, but she isn't there. neither are my brothers.

i turn away from him and walk back to my room, looking across to hers. the door is cracked open slightly, window open. i push the door open slightly and walk in, looking at the dents and scratches on the walls.